Ethan’s POV
The morning after the pool incident, I woke up feeling like I hadn’t slept at all. My mind kept replaying everything, Ava’s wet body in that tiny bikini, the way she looked at me, the words she said. “I touch myself every night thinking about you.”
I groaned and rubbed my face. My c**k was hard again. I had jerked off twice last night trying to get her out of my head, but it didn’t help.
I stayed in my room as long as I could. When I finally went downstairs for breakfast, Ava was already there. She was wearing a loose white tank top with no bra and tiny pink shorts. The top was so thin I could see the dark circles of her n*****s. She was standing by the counter, eating a bowl of fruit.
“Morning, stepbrother,” she said with a sweet smile. “You look like you didn’t sleep well
